"First of all, we need to be very serious," Darlington said. His voice was loud and clear in the quiet room. "Everyone in this room needs to work harder than ever before. Because of the bad things that happened lately, the people who give us money—our investors—are getting scared. They are having second thoughts about our company. Our stocks are going down, and we are losing money." He slammed his hand on the table, and everyone jumped. "We cannot afford to fail. We cannot lose. So, there will be no more playing around in this office. Work is work. If I see anyone who is not being serious, I will fire you immediately. No second chances. Does anyone have a question?" The room was very still. Then, a girl with sharp eyes and curly hair stood up. Her name was Stella. She looked at Freya with a mean look on her face. "Sir, I have a question," Stella said. She tried to sound smart. "For the past year, you have said no to every new person who wanted a job. You hardly ever hire new wor
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